"We were going to the theatre," said Grace.
"Isn't there any place we could go to a dance?" inquired Paul.
"Say, he's crazy on these new dances!" exclaimed Dick. "I caught
him doing the 'lame duck' the other night, with the broom for a
partner."
"Oh, do you do that?" cried Mabel.
"A little," admitted Paul.
"Will you show us how the steps go?" asked Irene.
"And I know the 'lace glide,' and the 'pivot whirl,'" put in Dick.
"You needn't think you can walk off with all the honors," he said
to his chum, laughingly.
"Oh, let's stay at the hotel and dance tonight," suggested Mabel.
"Mamma will chaperone us. It will be more fun than the theatre."
"We'll have to hire dress suits," said Innis. "We didn't bring them
in the airship."
"No, we'll make it very informal," Grace remarked. "There is a
little private ballroom we can engage."
So it was arranged, and the young people spent an enjoyable evening,
doing some of the newest steps.
"We'll come down to the fort in the morning, and see you start for
San Francisco," promised Mabel, as she said good-night to Dick.
"Will you!" he exclaimed. "That will be fine of you!"
An early morning start was made for the fort, after the airship,
which had been left in Bronx Park all night, had been carefully gone
over. An additional supply of gasolene was taken aboard, some
adjustments made to the machinery, and more food put in the lockers.
"There are the girls!" exclaimed Dick, after they had made a
successful landing at the fort, which they would soon leave on their
long flight.
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